So Nancy hand fed a finch, right? Well now he's old enough to be on his own, but has no interest in being a finch. He flies along behind her all day, landing on her, flying off, coming back. He demands to be fed with the syringe when she feeds everyone else. He's the oddest little fellow, ever. LOL
She was trying to take a picture of him but he kept flying and landing on her head...
